The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 71

Chopje 1 Waking Up

Chapter 71: Waking Up

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There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, followed by the sound of Neil's voice, cool and collected as always, "Did something happen?"

"Someone is following Anya. Not one of ours. Find out if anyone caught them on camera," Daniel instructed.

"I'll get my people on it," he said, his tone light and somber. "We'll find out what we can. But you know it could be them instead of Stanley, right?" "I know," Daniel answered, glancing back at Anya's sleeping form.

"Your tricks have put a target on her back. Now they know what you would do to get her; they can't wait to get their hands on her," Neil said. "We don't know that it is them," Daniel said with a frown.

"True, but the chances are getting greater each day. Why couldn't you do like other men who have messed up and gone on your knees and begged? This is a lot of mess to clean up; are you sure you want to keep dealing with this legally? You know, there are many other ways..." Neil

started.

"It will not come to that. Find Stanley," Daniel instructed.

"Yes, boss,"

Daniel had only just ended the call; when his phone rang again, it was his mother. Worried that the sound would wake Anya,

"Mum," he answered.

"I heard what happened. How is Anya?" she asked.

"She is fine, mom," he answered.

"How could you let this happen? I thought you put some security on Anya," she said.

"She didn't like them, so I had them stay away. There is only one team around her. They are supposed to stay away and observe. It is not ideal. If something happens, they can't get close enough to her in time like today," he said, running his hand through his hair, "Briny her home later; I will convince her to let you put security on her."

"Okay," Daniel answered.

she doing?"

asleep," he

Changer 21. Waking Up

then. Your maternal grandfather says you should meet him

"Okay,"

shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the pit of his stomach. He knew that until he got rid of all the threats, they couldn't rest easy. And he was determined to do whatever it took to keep Anya safe,

dimly lit recesses of a seedy bar in Angelo City, the air was thick with the mingled scents of stale beer, cigarette smoke, and quiet menace. Three men huddled over

slid a crumpled piece of paper across the scarred wooden surface with a meaty hand. "Word just came down. The updated

printed list of names. An array of influential figures from the realms of business, entertainment, and politics-people of wealth and power who all have bounties on their heads. Tracing

me? You don't know who that is?" He shot them a pointed look from beneath his lowered brow. "That's Daniel Shaw's wife, you fools." The implications settled over the table like a dark cloud. Even in their shadowy

that broad has a damn death wish, but it is the 12 guns. Getting in between these two groups

this. Only high-up organizations would take the job. It was

well... I heard Jimmy already took that job." One of them

other men froze, eyes cutting toward the speaker with disbelief.

You talking about our Jimmy? Tell me you're shitting me,

then had they realized that this was

a burner phone across the table and began punching in a number

trouble. This was clear in their

was ringing once...

jolted upright at the shrill

motel room.

lying on the sagging mattress, mentally replaying his failed

art store

he could come close to her, she'd fled straight through the doors of the imposing Shaw Group building across the street. Chapţi

trying to extract her

at the unfamiliar number flashing on his burner's cracked screen but swiped.

Some of the tension bled from

friend and former partner-in-crime

There in the capital?" Jon on the